english,
The city took on a life of its own
Illuminating the pavements,
Being fresh from the rain
Of a stormy twilight.
Signs and billboards
Were still loud in their hues
Crowds sang in chorus
With monotonous tunes.
Booked bars and hotels
Teemed with empty souls
Who were searching
For a life of their own.
But in the middle of the urban glare
And the tragedy of humans' hearts,
There stood a stranger,
With sheets in her arms.
She graced my focus,
And with a better view,
I found out that she is yearning
For the spark of life, too.
I reached for my Lomo,
To take advantage of the scene,
She smiled and then asked,
"Were you looking for me?"
And that's how I knew:
It was the start of our story
With her taking the role
Of my leading lady.
Literary: Lights, Camera, Action
The city took on a life of its own
Illuminating the pavements,
Being fresh from the rain
Of a stormy twilight.
Signs and billboards
Were still loud in their hues
Crowds sang in chorus
With monotonous tunes.
Booked bars and hotels
Teemed with empty souls
Who were searching
For a life of their own.
But in the middle of the urban glare
And the tragedy of humans' hearts,
There stood a stranger,
With sheets in her arms.
She graced my focus,
And with a better view,
I found out that she is yearning
For the spark of life, too.
I reached for my Lomo,
To take advantage of the scene,
She smiled and then asked,
"Were you looking for me?"
And that's how I knew:
It was the start of our story
With her taking the role
Of my leading lady.
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